It’s a Monday night and it’s late. I’ve just returned from witnessing a miracle and I cannot remain quiet. Those involved may not have even seen it through the right eyes to know they witnessed a miracle. But, they were the miracle workers that answered a prayer whispered many, many years ago.
I met Courtney Frey, author of Restitution, not even two months ago. A friend of mine had met her, just a couple of weeks before me randomly, after she commented on a blog post of his. Within less than 24 hours, they realized the connection the universe had made between them that was not coincidental. Courtney and I instantly connected and formed a fast friendship. In six weeks I gained a sister for life, she is a part of my heart now forever.
Her story, Restitution, is painful at times as the dark things we don’t discuss are shredded under the Light. Whether you have experienced sexual abuse, incest, rape, violence of any sort or not, the emotions of her story are truly yours at some point in your life. That deep sense to belong, to be wanted, to be loved. You read and your spirit says, “Yes! Me too!” She has chosen to take her story and show that beauty for ashes is not just a sentence in a verse in Isaiah 61 but is reality. (see below for context)
Over a decade ago, Courtney wrote the above lyrics, part of the chorus of Bridges, to go with her story and what she knew in her heart she had to do. It has sat in a purple crate along with the manuscript of her book until the beginning of 2013. The time has come to build the bridge and to let others know they are not alone. And then came her miracle….
I have some talented friends. One set of friends that are musically inclined heard about Courtney’s story and said they’d take the song Bridges and record it. So last night, I witnessed a miracle, a blessing, an answer to prayer.
Kevin Ward, Founder and CEO of MixCoach, has been in the recording industry for over 20 years. kiloWatt Studios is located in Murfreesboro, TN just outside of Nashville. Along with Kevin’s wife, Janna, two of our other friends, Stephanie Sarsfield and Cindy Letson, literally breathed life into the lyrics and spent hours laying down the vocal tracks to a song that had never been sung. For hours, those words resounded in the studio…”bring my daughters home”.
At the end of the night, Courtney who had been on Google Hangout from Iowa the whole time, just wept unashamedly to us all. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. There are no words for my gratitude. You have no idea how much of a blessing you have been.” How do you put words to witnessing your own miracle? While the gang at kiloWatt may see that they just “did a favor” because they enjoy hanging out and jamming, they were miracle workers. Their Spirit nudged them to participate and they said, “YES!”.
I’m seeing a lot of miracles these days. We say that our world has already “gone to hell in a hand basket”. We witness horrific, deplorable acts all of the time. But, I’m here to boldly announce that their is a greater power of Good working through the people of this world. That there is more greatness to come, more healing of wounds, more freedom to souls, more miracles to be seen.
Your shame and dishonor will be eviscerated. You will receive beauty for ashes.